you are the river flow and we can never know; you’re just the weather man, we make the wind blow

You’re all alone friend? Pick up the phone then.. rill rill call em up tell about your new friends

it’s never darker than when we close our eyes and yet we keep them shut.

she used her super analect on me, she was like Hannibal Lecter.

Let’s just live, and what happens will happen.

I’m growing like the quickening hues

I crouch like a crow
contrast in the snow

Meeting someone is gods doing, but parting is what humans do themselves

—Moto Hagio